I never asked for his protection.Ryder Blackwood is everything I should run from. Dangerous. Commanding. The President of the Dark Riders Motorcycle Club, with eyes that see straight through my small-town waitress uniform to the woman underneath who's starving for something more.When he walks into my diner, the air shifts. When he saves me from a pack of predators outside a bar, I know I'm in trouble. The kind of trouble that rides a Harley and looks at me like I'm already ...